The King Has Abdicated
After putting off a long ride for a bit too long, I woke up this morning with one intent: Mercer. Wandered downstairs, made myself some oatmeal for a solid breakkie. Got the bike ready, packed on the layers, and headed out. As I was heading for Seward via the BGT, I managed to take a wrong turn, and found myself down on Lake Washington Blvd. This meant that I had to climb back up to the intersection with Madison. Died. Wtf?
Rode down along Lake Washington Blvd through Leschi to the turn off to the I-90 Trail. Climbing up that fried me. Wtf? The little climb up from the I-90 bridge to the Lid? Cooked. This sucks! So the TdF "King of the Mountains" jersey is going off the hanger straight into a drawer, preferably under lock and key. I'm not fit to wear it anymore.
But I may have the right to a different kingdom. As I started out from the Lid I heard that all too familiar ting as I broke a spoke. Yes, folks, that's right. He's done it again. The King is back, baby! This time it only involved a mile walk (instead of six) back to the Lid where I awaited the arrival of my friend and savior, Eve. At least this time I knew how to carry the non-rolly bike, and to warn the bike shop to make sure to order the spoke and the nipple at the same time.
Stop laughing, F.
Rode down along Lake Washington Blvd through Leschi to the turn off to the I-90 Trail. Climbing up that fried me. Wtf? The little climb up from the I-90 bridge to the Lid? Cooked. This sucks! So the TdF "King of the Mountains" jersey is going off the hanger straight into a drawer, preferably under lock and key. I'm not fit to wear it anymore.
But I may have the right to a different kingdom. As I started out from the Lid I heard that all too familiar ting as I broke a spoke. Yes, folks, that's right. He's done it again. The King is back, baby! This time it only involved a mile walk (instead of six) back to the Lid where I awaited the arrival of my friend and savior, Eve. At least this time I knew how to carry the non-rolly bike, and to warn the bike shop to make sure to order the spoke and the nipple at the same time.
Stop laughing, F.
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